sum1 may hav flshy-thng-d me

I was groggy on Christmas morning. I wasn’t in bed till late, then I must have been yanked out of R.E.M. sleep, or something, as everything pre-breakfast is a bit of a blur. I unwrapped a couple of presents, then began my ascent of the Glasgow Coma Scale before reaching full consciousness sometime after 1000.

I mention this because one of the presents was put underneath a calendar, and I completely forgot about it. Hence my delayed excitement at remembering, this evening, that I HAS IT.